Confederate Society
by Joan Hough

Hear now our story.

What a story! Of a heroine.

What a heroine.

She won fame; She won glory.

Our heroine, Our heroine.

When darkened was our land

by the cloud of Yankee war,

at just seventeen,

Maria Isabella Boyd

became a Dazzling Southern star.

When the music of her life changed from “home sweet home,”

When happy, wondrous dreams of bright tomorrows

were ruined by bugle blasts of battle, ugly groans of death

and heart paining sobs of sorrows,

Maria Isabella Boyd, by name, decided SPYING ON YANKEES


Her life soon changed—was fraught with dangers

and filled with strangers.

Much to the enemies’ great regret

our young girl was not one to suspect.

And thus, our Belle became our Southern pride,

our Southern joy.

Like all Confederates in our South,

she believed in the Republican

form of government our Southern 

Fathers in 1776 had conceived.

She knew each state was sovereign,

possessing the absolute right of secession,

And the right to defend itself against

the Republican army’s invasion

and the north’s oppression.

As a Southern bell,

Isabella rang, as a Maryland girl,

Isabella sang, melodiously, loudly, clearly.

Ever so sweetly she supported the South’s defense of itself


Our belle rang for Southern liberty,

rang for obedience to Constitutional laws,

 Our belle rang, our belle sang

 with the sweetest voice, the truth

 of our Confederate cause.

Death, she did not fear it,

Warrior heroes in her lineage

gave wings to the daredevil in her spirit.

  Belle was a patriot, not a traitor,

And so, her story is one of glory.

We began at its beginning,

We take you now to its ending.

In Wisconsin at age 56,

while on a stage, as she

told her tale of secrecy and stealth--

Those blue gray eyes closed in death,

ending her tale of Hell and shell and war.

And the Heavens gained

another bright and shining Confederate star.

Our Rebel Joan of Arc was

carried to her grave by stalwart, grieving Yankee vets

who knew her as the bravest of the brave.

Ah, yes! Yankee men

remained enchanted

by a Southern belle whose love for our South

she never recanted



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